——Heaven?

The sky of a pure blue color with fluffy white clouds came into view, carrying the scent of nature in the gentle breeze.

A warm breeze brushed over my body, bringing a sense of natural liberation.

Liberation!?

Wait, where are my clothes!?

And why am I here?

Calm down, analyze the situation calmly. I remember I was… before waking up.

I have absolutely no clue.

Was I kidnapped?

But there's no need to tie me up like a slaughtered pig on a spit.

Is it a dream?

The bound wrists and ankles protested, and the soreness denied this idea.

My train of thought was interrupted by the smell of roasting meat carried by the changing wind.

I looked around, starting with the source of the meaty smell.

"Ugh…" a wave of nausea hit me.

I instinctively realized that I couldn't cry out and forcibly suppressed the urge to scream.

What did I see?

Beside the extinguished charcoal fire were two sets of human bones that looked like they had been gnawed on by some creature. There were still some bits of flesh clinging to the skeletons.

Humans?

Props from a special effects set?

It's too realistic, isn't it?

Could I end up like that?

I can't joke about this!

Fear and coldness ran through my spine like electric currents.

This can't go on. Whether it's a cannibal or whatever, I have no intention of being roasted as food.

Calm down... I need to calmly solve the current situation. There is only one conclusion, which is to untie myself first and run away quickly!

The ropes were made of some kind of bark, rough and hard, but they held my wrists securely.

Fortunately, they were not tied very skillfully. With a little twist, I easily freed my right hand, and the left hand followed suit without much effort.

After untied completely, I looked around.

The person who tied me up is not within sight. Are they in one of the tents?

Though the thought of escaping quickly came to mind, my body refused to move.

It wasn't because I was embarrassed to be naked, it was because I had lost something important. As I realized this, a sense of anxiety welled up from deep within, even overshadowing the fear.

It's nearby, inside one of the tents. It's not a hallucination, I can clearly feel it.

Carefully, I walked towards the closest tent.

"Ugh... ugh..." A soft female whimper came from inside the tent, startling me. It's not good for my heart.

Making sure not to cast a shadow on the edge of the tent due to the sunlight, I purposely moved to the side facing the sun.

I gently lifted the edge of the tent and peered inside through a small gap.

The stench filled the air. Inside the tent, six thick wooden stakes about two meters tall were erected, and a woman with long tied-up hair was tied to one of them... She was struggling to break free, but her mouth was gagged and she could only make muffled sounds.

Though her face and body were dirty, her exceptional beauty and curves couldn't be hidden. The problem was that her tattered clothes barely covered the necessary parts...

What stood out the most was her silver hair, which had a slightly dimmer light, making her stand out.

A beauty with a fantasy style. Is she a foreigner?

Even I, who is used to seeing 2D beauties, couldn't help but be captivated by her.

If I save her, could I trigger a flag?

With a little hope, I looked around, made sure there were no other creatures in sight, and swiftly slipped inside.The woman saw me with wide eyes, and in that instant, I saw fear in her expression. It's strange that she wasn't shocked to see a naked man suddenly appear, but perhaps she thought the owner of the tent had come in. But I can't worry about that now, I raised my left index finger to my lips to signal her to be quiet. After she nodded heavily, I approached her to untie her. Up close, she was unbelievably beautiful... her face dirty, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, bruises on her shoulders and back, it was a pitiful sight. But her vibrant blue eyes were full of vitality. She didn't seem like the type to only rely on makeup to hide flaws. She looked around 20 years old, a few years older than me? "Thank you," she said softly, rubbing her wrists after being untied. "N- No need to thank me. Let's go." I was a little nervous. But it's good that we can communicate normally, I was worried she might be a foreigner... the language of another country would be too difficult for me, a patriot. Also... when she thanked me, why did this girl keep staring at my naked body? If you want to look, then look, but she didn't even flinch. Does she have no factors that would make her blush? Well, even if she did blush, you wouldn't be able to tell, because it's covered in dirt. - Ah, our eyes met. I can't afford to be lost in thought now... I need to hurry up and leave. I quickly checked the safety outside the tent, then walked out first and followed the woman who came out behind me to the two piles of bones. Are they related? It's not my concern. I discreetly approached another tent, lifted a small gap - instantly, a disgusting stench like rotting meat seeped out of the gap, making me nauseous. After a moment, I looked inside again. A naked woman, no, a corpse. Four small red creatures were devouring her blood-congealed flesh. Besides the relatively fresh female corpse, there were decaying corpses and piles of bones. Those little creatures were like strange infants from a horror movie, reddish skin, sharp fangs, and their bodies had numerous protrusions, about the size of a human baby. From the mangled female corpse, it seemed like she gave birth to these monsters and was then killed, used as food for the young. I seemed to make a connection with the woman who was imprisoned earlier, if I hadn't saved her... a nauseating smell? I do enjoy curious things, but right now, with anxiety filling my heart, I don't feel any fear or any special emotions. I just dislike the stench. After all, it didn't happen to me, so it doesn't matter how bad it is. That's what it means to be human. Although I'm curious about what those little monsters are, now is not the time for curiosity, because if there are little monsters, there must be big monsters too. Maybe the natives of this place. "Namu" - I murmured softly and left the tent, heading towards the last tent while peeking inside in the same way. There were no living beings, just the annoying stench lingering. The residents here must not like cleanliness and tidiness. There were a few gold coins and gems shining on the ground. Genuine ones, that shimmer. I truly admire the fact that I still have the desire for wealth in a time like this. Then there were swords, axes, bows and arrows, and other weapons, as well as miscellaneous items piled separately. My clothes were among them. ! My attention was drawn to two things next to my clothes. A cellphone and something in a black sword bag. This is great... I quickly ran over and picked up the black sword bag. I checked inside to make sure the weapons were still there, and felt a sense of relief. By the way, it seems like my memories are all intact? I just don't remember how I got here... temporary amnesia, maybe? Well, it doesn't matter. I looked at the beloved sword in my hand. It's my favorite sword, in the style of a Tang Dynasty sword. I've carried it with me since childhood, for some reason it feels like a talisman. I felt a strong sense of anxiety when I left it behind this time. I can be confident that I won't sleep if I don't have it. It's the feeling of dependence I've had for a long time... Next is the cellphone. After turning it on, I confirmed that it is indeed my cellphone, but there was no indication of remaining battery life... but let's not worry about that now. I quickly dialed the emergency number....Connected, but no one answered. What's going on?

At that moment, the silver-haired woman from earlier walked in. I glanced at her and dialed my family's phone number again.

"Who is this person?" she asked.

"It's a cellphone," I replied without hesitation.

"A cellphone?" she looked puzzled.

It seemed like she really didn't understand what a cellphone was. Are you also from this place?

Explaining it would be complicated.

"Simply put, it's a communication device. And don't call me '恩人,' just call me 'Lan.'"

No doubt about it, 'Lan' is my real name, just a single name and surname.

I managed to get through to my family on the phone again, but still no one answered. What's up with my family?

Thinking about my family gave me a subtle feeling of annoyance, but oh well, I guess I'll have to give up.

"I'm Milia. Lan, can we work together? The chances of making it back to the city alone are very low..." she said.

The city? Anyway, in this situation, it would be wise to stick together. I had no reason to refuse, but even though she had such a serious expression, her eyes were constantly fixed on a certain part of my body when she spoke.

A nymphomaniac? Are you a nymphomaniac?

As a dignified man, I can't panic in a situation like this.

"Alright, let's prepare quickly," I said, smiling confidently.

After all, she was in a torn state, with everything exposed above her waist. I couldn't help but look.

But Milia didn't seem to mind being exposed.

"Okay, sure," she said.

After noticing my gaze, she suddenly turned and walked towards where the weapons were piled up.

It seems like she does mind after all.

I quickly picked up my clothes - when I spread them out, I noticed that the outer coat and white shirt had been stained with blood, and there was an obvious bullet hole in my right shoulder.

It wasn't a fatal wound, but it made me realize that I had been shot.

The problem is, my body is healthy, so healthy that even the scars from my childhood injuries have disappeared.

What's going on...?

Before losing consciousness, I seemed to have hit something, but I couldn't remember how I got shot at all.

Tsk, I can't remember.

Anyway, I didn't want to wear the clothes anymore, and I didn't know where my underwear went.

I only put on pants and sneakers. Luckily, the belt was still there.

I put the cellphone in my pocket.

Considering the situation, I took out my beloved sword from the black bag and tucked it into my belt.

I was tempted to take all the gold coins and gems, but there were too many, it wasn't possible. Besides, as they say, greed can lead to death... So I randomly grabbed a few coins and gems and put them in a small cloth bag I found on the ground, tightly tied to my belt.

During this time, Milia had put on a wide-bladed longsword, a quiver, and a longbow around her waist. Because there were no other clothes here, Milia was still in a torn state.

Her current appearance... instantly reminded me of the female protagonist in a certain adult game, where her clothes would be torn off. And it was a dress I had never seen before, with dark black stockings and brown boots. If the clothes were intact, it would probably be a green dress, and the crisscrossed belt at her waist made it look like a short skirt.

The tight and light outfit reminded me of a hunter profession, and it was the first time I had seen it outside of cosplay. Maybe this equipment felt more realistic than cosplay.

No good, now is not the time to appreciate it.

"Let's hurry," I said.

"Yes," she replied.

Just as we stepped out of the tent - "Crash!"

"!"

"Ah!"

We accidentally bumped into the owners of the tent.

Their green skin immediately reminded me of some kind of fantasy creature.

Hairless, with a thin body like a ten-year-old child, a round belly, wearing torn clothes made of rags and fur, but they didn't cover the necessary parts.

...In my understanding, that should be a creature called a goblin!